Short Stories And Such

Longing Souls

I know now what lovers mean when they say their souls long for each other. I feel it deep inside my chest, an unspeakable emptiness that cannot be filled by anything other than the beauty of your smile and the gentleness of your touch and the way your scent is so uniquely, beautifully... you. There's no other way of describing it, it's just... you. No dictionary in the world could give me the words to define you. But that doesn't mean I won't try.
You're the sound of birds chirping on a warm morning. You're the first star I see at dusk. You're fuzzy slippers and hot cups of tea and sitting by the fireplace with a good book and not a care in the world. You're everything. You're everyone. And when I say those words, I speak them from the depths of my heart. You're everyone. I see you in every single person I meet. I see you in the way they laugh or smile shyly. Or the way they shuffle their feet or get easily embarrassed. Or the way they care so deeply and are absolutely beautiful. And I know, I'm so off track, I've lost sight of where I hoped to go with this but I don't even care anymore. I don't care about anything but you. It's stupid, absolutely idiotic and reckless. But I don't care. Because that's the way I love. Stupid and idiotic and reckless. Yeah, it'll get me hurt one day; that I'm sure of. But I. Don't. Care. This is me and I don't want to change. I don't want to change the way I love because it's so... me. It's just... me.
And I'm me and you're you, and we're both so different. I forget that sometimes. I let myself believe that there's nothing in our way, nothing to stop us from being together and being in love. But this is reality. And reality's a bitch. Being in love doesn't mean being together. And being together doesn't mean being in love. This world is so terrifying when you realize that. It's complicated and difficult and confusing. Because while my soul longs for you, I'm still unsure... does yours long for me? I understand if not. I understand if you don't love me. I understand if even though you're my Prince Charming, I'm not your Cinderella.